"You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise."
From a poem for Hillary Clinton. I promised myself I wouldn't get political on my blog, but I can't help myself this time. The media was definitely not her friend, and it was a shame.
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